The Bossier banner., 1887-03-24

came aware that he was attacked. he
turned round bis head, gave one look
at the tiny aggressor, and then, with
the magnanimity peculiar to dogs.
walked on without taking any further
notice.
Another time took her out to walk
across the fields to place where they |
were building railway bridge over a |
dixie or ditch about forty feet wide. |
The roadway of the bridge was not
completed, but a single beam of timber |
ran from the top of one bank to the
other.
Over this I crossed, but my little dog
Fan did not notice it. When she saw
me at the other side, she scampered
down to the waters edge, and after
smiling at it once or twice, plunged in
and SWAN after me.
The middle of the stream was filled
with weeds, and in these she became so
entangled that it seemed to me she
must inevitably drown. / had just
made up my mind to jump in after her
for I could no more have seen her
than human being perish-when she
managed to break loose and swim
ashore.
1t was howling, blistering, bitter
cold day; SO when I fished poor Fan
out Of the water she presented most
woful appearance. her long silky hair
clinging to her slender body, her head
and tail dropping, and her back all
drawn up with the cold. I thought she
would surely die, or at least forever
after lose her courage.
We had two and half miles to walk
before reaching any house, and at first
thought of carrying heri my arms, but
then made up my mind it would be
| safer to keep her in motion. Sowe hur-
ried on as fast as we could till we reached
a tavern, and there some warm milk and
1 water and a comfortable fire soon made
her all right. A few days after, while
pursuing bird, she came to another
ditch, but without moments hesita-
ton, in she plunged and SWAN across.
To my delight found she had not lost
one particle of her courage.
When 1 left that part of the country,
Fan and had to part. But hunted up
1 good, faithful man, and gave him to
her; and / am sure she treated him well
if he only behaved himself properly, for
she was.a very kind little dog.
The next dog that owned me was a
Scotch collie or shepherds dog. How I
came into her possession can not re-
member, but she owned me for nearly
two years. Twas then living at place
on the Hudson, a rather retired spot a
little way from the high road. One day,
when was away from home, peddler
walked into the kitchen, and seating
himself at table, demanded something
to eat My wife told him she had moth
ing for him, and requested him to leave.
He then grew insolent, and said he
should remain as long as he pleased.
My wife then told him if he did not go
she would call the dog.
"Ohr' he replied, smilingly, 'call
your dog. TIM not afraid of dogs"
NV wife went to the door, and called:
Mora! Norar'
The dog came bounding in.
Here. Nora. turn this man out!'
i Without bark or growl (Scotch
collies never say much), Nora flew al
the peddler's throat, and tumbled him
him over in the dust. for he had scram-
bled to the door.
do not know what would have be-
cone of the rascal had not my wife
, called the dog off. As it was, the ped
dler picked up his pack and stick, and
| started down the road as fast as his legs
would carry him. One day we were
attracted by furious and continuous
barking in field adjoining my place
and, on going to the spot, we found
] Nora mounting guard in front of {
J woodchuck's burrow, to which the ole
woodchuck was trying to retreat.
The sagacious dog evidently knew
/ that the safest plan to capture the game
( was to cut off his communication will
[ his citadel, and call for help, SO sh,
< stood there for an hour, barking. til
| we came. Nothing would induce her t.
: quit the post, which she felt was tn
key to the situation, till we had secures
[ the rodent, and then her ecstasy was un
/: bounded. She capered and CRIME,
| and laughed, and said, as plain as dol
t could say:
: II did it. Wasn't smart?"
Nora was a great excursionist; it wa
her only fault. think she went to th
t different farn-houses round about i
8 search of the eompanionship of sheep
r On my farm had only some ducks an
r chickens and pig. And what are pig
a and poultry to the soul of dog accus
!. toned to command legion of nimble
curly-horned sheep on wild Scotc
Q moor?
, Disappearing of Nora's rowing habit
d / finally tied her up in a loft over too
house, and also locked her in. Th
+ next morning when / went to feed hel
a she was gone. She had gnawed tn
e rope in two, opened the window, an